warriors next to him. They both look down but don’t move in to help however and he looks at them confused and angry at their lack of assistance. Then it dawns on him.

He looks at his arms and then back up again. Once more to Julie and back to them again with a look of horror, fear and sadness filling his mind. He knows.

His hands start to shake, not from fear though, they are vibrating too erratically for that, and he groans in agony before rolling onto his back. Moe turns away. He can’t watch. Steve leans into him, still watching: I guess we know now. There is no way to stop it taking over once it’s in. That was about a minute at the most.

Moe squeezes his eyes closed tightly: Steve… they are just kids!